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Amajiki Tamaki/Toogata Mirio

Amajiki Tamaki
Toogata Mirio

Smut
Fluff and Smut
First Time
Gentle Sex
I Can't Believe I Wrote This
Shy Amajiki Tamaki
Anxious Amajiki Tamaki
Top Toogata Mirio
First Time Bottoming
Loss of Virginity
Boys In Love
Protective Toogata Mirio
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Consensual
Consensual Sex
English ← Previous Work Part 2 of Luminescence**

Luminescence Special
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Summary:

Clearly, I'm very creative with my titles. Anyways, this is a special oneshot that details the smut
scene I did not include in the last chapter of Luminescence! I would highly reccomend reading that first,
but I guess this can also be read as a standalone...it's up to you guys, I suppose. And I'm always super
nervous about posting smut, so please be nice to me. I swear I did my best.

Notes:

This is technically a continuation of the smut scene I avoided writing in the last chapter of my book,

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 Luminescence, but it can also be read as a standalone. I'm also still very new to writing smut, so
hopefully this isn't too cringey and horrible. I promise I really did try a lot on this, because I know a lot
of people were disappointed that I didn't write this scene in the original. Anyways...I hope you all enjoy
it!
(See the end of the work for more notes (#work_endnotes) .)
They took the stairs up to Mirio's apartment and it only took him a few seconds to take out his keys
and unlock the door. They only stopped long enough to shed their shoes, socks, and suit jackets, and then
Mirio was grabbing the collar of his dress shirt and gently tugging him forwards. Tamaki didn't resist,
simply letting himself be pulled into the kiss and immediately melting into his touch.
Somehow he ended up being pressed against the thankfully closed door while they kissed and after
some time his legs began to get weak. Mirio noticed this and smiled against his lips. "Do you want to sit
down and continue this?"
Tamaki nodded with a small noise of agreement, making Mirio chuckle. In a single, fluid movement
he had picked him up and was carrying him into the living room to the couch. He sat down while still
carrying him so he ended up sitting on top of Mirio's lap.
Mirio sat forward enough to reach his lips again, and they quickly fell back into the same rhythm as
before. Slowly, Tamaki raised his hands and placed them on Mirio's shoulders, letting out a small moan
and shivering when he felt Mirio's hand brush against the bare skin of his hip.
Mirio chuckled. "I hardly did anything, and this is the reaction you give me?"
Tamaki pulled back and turned his face so that it was hidden by his bangs. "I-I was just...surprised."
Mirio smiled and used his thumb and index finger to move his chin back towards him. He leaned
forwards and pressed a long, sweet kiss on his lips. "You're adorable."
Tamaki's face was on fire, but Mirio provided a distraction by tilting his head to the side and pressing
his face to his neck. He gasped as he felt the light scrape and bite of teeth against the sensitive skin on his
neck, but as Mirio continued with the action, he found himself shivering in delight. He would gently bite
down or scrape his teeth against his skin before soothing the spot with his tongue, even occasionally going
so far as to suck on the skin in a way that was sure to leave a mark.
Tamaki was a total mess, and Mirio was clearly enjoying every second of it. He'd lost track of the
time, but three distinctive marks later he finally pulled away and grinned. For the very first time, Tamaki
saw that his smile didn't look cheerful so much as it did...devious. He blushed involuntarily before he'd
even opened his mouth to voice his question.
"Do you want to continue this in the bedroom, or do you want to stop here?"
Tamaki shook his head. "N-No, I want to keep going."
Mirio waited a few seconds for confirmation before nodding. Tamaki got off his lap and stood. Once
Mirio was on his feet, he took Tamaki's hand and directed him down the short hallway to his bedroom. As
soon as they were inside, Mirio grabbed the collar of his dress shirt again and kissed him, this time being a
bit more forceful. Tamaki moaned unconsciously, allowing Mirio access to his mouth at the same time.
Somehow, they managed to stumble the rest of the way to the bed, and Mirio's weight was directly
above him, pinning him to the bed. He felt Mirio's fingers grasping at the hem of his shirt, untucking it
from his pants before moving on to the buttons. Each time he felt Mirio's warm skin brush against his
stomach, it sent a tingle down his spine. When the last of Tamaki's shirt was unbuttoned, Mirio gently
pushed it off to the sides, allowing the sleeves to slip down his shoulders. He did his best to shrug off the
shirt completely while still maintaining physical contact with Mirio.
"Y-You're...sure...you want this?" Mirio breathed out between kisses. Tamaki nodded. His entire body
felt like it was on fire. Maybe it was from arousal, but he wouldn't have been surprised if all of it was
blush.
Mirio smiled against his lips. He sat up, gently pushing Tamaki back down to lie on the bed when he
tried to follow him. With a small huff, he laid back and watched as Mirio quickly undid the buttons of his
own shirt and tossed it off to the side of the room. Now they were both shirtless, a fact that Tamaki became
extremely aware of when Mirio leaned back down and reconnected their lips, their bare chests pressing
against each other. He felt hot, so very hot, like there was a fire burning underneath the bed. It was an odd

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 sensation, but Tamaki found it enjoyable at the same time. He wished this moment could last forever.
Mirio broke the kiss abruptly, instead leaning down to place a gentle kiss on his neck. Tamaki gasped,
instinctively throwing his arms up to wrap around Mirio's neck. He closed his eyes and shivered at the
feeling of Mirio's teeth and lips against the sensitive skin of his neck. A couple minutes and probably
several marks later, Mirio switched locations again, this time placing a kiss on the tip of his ear.
Tamaki let out an audible moan this time, only to immediately flush and throw both hands over his
mouth. Mirio chuckled, the sound low and husky against his ear. He pulled back just enough for Tamaki to
see him smiling in slight amusement. "I guess your ears are pretty sensitive, huh?"
Tamaki nodded once, squeezing his eyes shut. He heard Mirio chuckle again and the creaking of the
bed as he lowered himself down again and placed a single, soft kiss to the center of Tamaki's forehead and
then rested his own against the spot he'd kissed. "Tamaki…"
Tamaki let out a small noise that could only be described as a whine, still not able to make himself
look at Mirio after having done something so utterly humiliating. Mirio kissed him on the forehead again,
then slid his hand over Tamaki's. "Hey...could you move your hands, please? You don't need to be
embarrassed. I like hearing your voice."
Tamaki blinked open one eye, then the other. Mirio was so, so very close to him. Their noses were
practically touching. Slowly, he lowered his hands down to his sides, still blushing heavily as Mirio broke
out into a huge grin. He wrapped his arms around him and buried his face into the crook of his neck.
He felt Mirio's hand begin to drift away from where it had been resting. One hand stayed put,
maintaining a gentle pressure on his stomach and keeping him in place while the other traveled down from
his stomach to his hips, and finally to the front of his dress pants, which had been feeling tight for the past
few minutes. Mirio pulled back and smirked at him. "Somebody's excited,"
"Sh-Shut up!" Tamaki spluttered, covering the lower half of his face. If he'd been blushing before,
now he must have looked like a fire hydrant. Mirio chuckled, but didn't say anything else. He ran both
hands down each of Tamaki's legs before running them back up and palming the bulge with his left.
Tamaki moaned, then bit down hard on his fist.
Mirio reached over and grabbed his wrist with his free hand, the other still making those palming,
teasing motions that were driving Tamaki insane. "I told you not to hold back." He said, his voice soft. "I
want to hear you."
"B-But it's embarrassing…" Tamaki released another muffled moan as Mirio palmed him once more.
"Haven't I told you before that there's nothing to be embarrassed about with me?" He forced Tamaki's
fist away and replaced it with his lips, deepening the kiss as his hand fumbled around to find the zipper of
his dress pants. Once he'd found it, he quickly pulled it down, releasing a tiny bit of the tension they were
causing. But it still wasn't enough.
Mirio moved on to the button next, popping it open with ease and trying to tug the pants down. After
a few minutes of struggling with them, he groaned and pulled away from the kiss to use both hands.
Tamaki lifted his hips to help, embarrassment quickly being traded for relief as he got more and more
desperate. Mirio managed to get them all the way off and haphazardly tossed them over the side of the bed
before returning to this kiss. One of his hands was now softly caressing his chest while the other teasingly
pulled at the edge of Tamaki's boxers.
"Mirio…" Tamaki whined after a few seconds of enduring Mirio's teasing. "P-Please…"
"Hm?" Mirio smirked, running one finger along the inside of his boxers. The simple gesture had him
quivering. "Please what? You have to tell me, Tamaki."
Tamaki moaned and desperately tried to raise his hips up, seeking the friction he needed, but Mirio
used his other hand to push him back down. He whined again and bit at his lip, looking up to meet Mirio's
bright blue gaze with half-lidded, lust filled eyes. "Mirio...please...touch me."
Mirio seemed stunned for a moment, but it passed just as quickly as it had appeared. He smiled and
leant over to kiss the area just above his sternum while his opposite hand was pushed underneath his
boxers. Tamaki started and arched his back at the feeling of Mirio's hand closing around his hardening
member.
"Wow, Tamaki, you're really hard." Tamaki groaned again and covered his face, flustered by the blunt

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 comment.
"P-Please, just--" Tamaki stopped mid sentence and gasped involuntarily as Mirio pumped him a few
times, running his thumb over the tip. He moaned and arched his back, hissing slightly at the amazing
feeling. Mirio sped up his motions, continuing until Tamaki was sure he was going to come, but then he
suddenly stopped.
Panting and flushed, he raised his head to look at Mirio. He just gave him a big, goofy grin that didn't
fit the situation at all before standing up and going to rummage in the top drawer of the dresser. Tamaki
frowned, sitting up and watching. He eventually pulled out a small square package and a bottle of clear
liquid. If at all possible, Tamaki blushed even harder.
Mirio turned back around and set the items beside them on the bed. He sat down only to notice
Tamaki's increasingly flustered state. "Tamaki?"
"I-I'm sorry!" Tamaki forced his eyes to meet Mirio's, even though it was awkward. He was still hard,
though, and it was obvious that Mirio was too, if the tent in his pants was anything to go off of.
"Do you...not want to go all the way?" Mirio asked.
Tamaki shook his head. "No...I-I mean yes! I do! It's just...I've never...um…"
"Ohhhh, I get it." Mirio smiled and scooted closer so that he could sit next to him on the bed and
wrap his arms around him. He kissed him on the temple and grabbed his chin to make him look into his
eyes. "Don't worry. It's my first time too! But I did some research on my own, and I know how to do this!
Just trust me, okay? I promise I will always take care of you."
For a moment, Tamaki could do nothing but stare. Mirio was sitting with his back to the window
overlooking the city below them. The moon was big and bright, and seemed to be shining light directly
through the curtains to frame Mirio's large, built form. He looked...like a god. Tamaki kept staring for
several more seconds, unable to look away.
After a while, Mirio seemed to get awkward. He laughed sheepishly and slowly retracted his arm.
"Uh...sorry...I'll just--"
"C-Can I take your picture?" Tamaki asked, immediately regretting it. Thankfully, Mirio was only
shocked for a second before he laughed again.
"Sure, go ahead." He told him, leaning over the side of the bed to dig out Tamaki's phone from his
pants on the floor. "Just don't show it to anyone or anything."
"O-Of course I won't!" Tamaki was mortified after asking for something like that so directly, but he
was glad he'd done it. Now he could look back on that moment when Mirio had looked so perfect for as
long as he wanted. He quickly unlocked his phone and, after Mirio had gotten back into position, took the
picture. He stared down at the screen for a second, but was interrupted when Mirio plucked it up out of his
hands and set it on the nightstand.
Before he could even think about protesting, Mirio had reconnected their lips again. He pushed them
over so that he was on top and pulled back. "I'm going to take them off now, okay?" He said, tugging on
the sides of Tamaki's boxers. He nodded, taking deep breaths and trying to control his accelerating
heartbeat.
The sensation of Mirio removing the last bit of his clothing was maddening. The little bit of friction
he received from it was nowhere near enough. He watched as Mirio stood up from the bed and got rid of
his own pants and boxers before sitting back down, grabbing the condom and bottle of lube. He opened the
condom first and rolled it onto himself before popping open the cap to the bottle and pouring a bunch of it
onto his hand.
When he was satisfied with the amount, he capped the bottle and set it aside before laying down on
his stomach in front of Tamaki. He kissed the inside of his left thigh before gently lifting that leg over his
shoulder and meeting his eyes. "Are you ready?"
Tamaki took a few more deep breaths before nodding, twisting his fingers into the bedsheets. He bit
his lip as he felt the first of Mirio's fingers prod gently against his entrance before slowly sinking in. He
hissed at the feeling, tensing up involuntarily. Mirio froze, his finger not even halfway inside, and dropped
his leg, leaning down to place another kiss on his jawline. "Does it hurt? I'm sorry, I--"
"N-No, it just...feels weird." Tamaki blushed, squirming a little as he started to get used to the feeling.

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 "K-Keep…going,"
"Alright, but tell me if anything hurts. Promise me you'll tell me."
"I-I will, just...move. Please," Mirio nodded and pushed his finger in more. Tamaki closed his eyes
and focused on the feeling of Mirio's finger inside him. He could feel him moving around a bit, carefully.
He was still trying not to hurt him.
"M-More," He stuttered out after a minute or two of this. Mirio nodded again, this time slowly
pushing a second finger in alongside the first. This time, the feeling was less weird and more painful. He
hissed again, tensing up. Mirio froze.
"That one hurt, didn't it?" He asked, his voice laced with concern. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, we should
sto--"
"No!" Tamaki shook his head. "No, we can keep going. The pain will pass. Please, I just...I want you
so bad, Mirio."
Mirio still looked worried, but he gave a soft smile anyways. "Okay," He whispered. "Just tell me
when."
Tamaki nodded and tried to relax. It still hurt, but much less than it had when Mirio had first added
the second finger. The burning, stretching sensation began to pass little by little. The entire time, Mirio
kept leaving more kisses and small marks all over his neck and some on his ears. He lost track of time, but
when his cock started to throb and the pain had completely ebbed away, he decided they were good.
"Y-You can continue now." He said. Mirio pulled away from where he'd been kissing his neck and
nodded. He twisted the bedsheets in his hands again as he felt Mirio's second finger slide the rest of the
way in. Sure enough, the pain was gone, but it was still an odd sensation.
Mirio started moving both fingers in and out slowly, occasionally spreading them apart inside.
Tamaki started squirming more and more, the feeling that had started as weird quickly becoming
pleasurable. Then Mirio's finger brushed up against a certain spot that sent a flash of pleasure so intense
through his body that he actually yelped.
Immediately, Mirio stopped moving and tried to pull his fingers out, but Tamaki stammered and
stuttered out that he was okay, that it was fine. "Th-That spot...i-it felt r-really good."
"Oh, really?" Mirio smiled and wiggled his fingers around until they brushed that same spot again.
Tamaki's hips bucked involuntarily and he let out his loudest moan yet. Mirio kept pushing against that
one spot that had Tamaki practically rolling over with pleasure. But just when he felt himself about to
release, he pulled his fingers out.
Tamaki groaned and whined, opening his eyes and planning to ask why he'd stopped, but the words
got caught in his throat when he saw what Mirio was doing. He watched as Mirio reopened the bottle of
lube and rubbed it all over himself before lining up with Tamaki's entrance again. He gulped and laid back
again.
"Tamaki...are you scared?" Mirio asked. He could feel the head of Mirio's cock against him, and he
wanted it, he really really did, but...he was scared. There was absolutely no denying it. He nodded once,
but Mirio saw.
He leaned over and pulled him into a short, sweet kiss. "I'll be gentle." He whispered. "I promise."
Tamaki nodded. "I-I know…"
"Here," Mirio reached down and pried his fingers away from the bedsheets, and instead placed them
on his back. "You can hold onto me." He smiled. "If it hurts, tell me and I'll stop and wait until it doesn't,
okay? And until then, just hold onto me."
He nodded again, doing as he said and gripping onto Mirio's back. He took a deep breath as he felt
Mirio realign himself. There was a brief moment before he pushed the head inside. Immediately, the pain
returned, and he winced, fingernails scratching against the skin of Mirio's back. As promised, Mirio
stopped, placing kisses anywhere he could reach; Tamaki's cheeks, neck, jawline, ears, nose, even his
eyelids. He kept doing that while letting Tamaki grip and claw at his back until the pain finally subsided.
He tapped him on the shoulder as a signal to keep moving. Thanks, Mirio seemed to understand. He
lifted his head from where he'd been kissing his neck and took his lips instead as he slowly pushed more of
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 to stop until he was fully inside.
His eyes squeezed shut, he could feel tears welling up in them. He was biting down on his lip. Above
him, Mirio raised one hand and gently wiped at the corner of his eyes. "It's okay," he said softly. "It's okay.
It will pass. I'm here, I'm here."
He kept whispering soothing words while they waited for the pain to pass. Finally, Tamaki tapped
him on the back again. Mirio smiled and kissed him again before slowly pulling out, only to slam back in
in one, solid movement.
Tamaki yelped again, but this time not from pain. He had to tap Mirio furiously on the shoulder to get
him to continue. When he did, Tamaki could no longer hold in his moans. He tried covering his mouth
again, but Mirio quickly stopped him, slamming his hips down and grinding against him for a moment as
he entertained their hands together on either side of Tamaki's head. "I told you," he said breathlessly,
pulling out and sliding back in again. Tamaki was a gasping, sweaty, moaning mess by this point. "I
want...to hear your voice."
Tamaki nodded, and Mirio stopped talking. The only sounds in the room was the clapping of skin
against skin as Mirio set a relentless pace. He shifted around until he was able to find the spot from before
that had drove him wild. Once he did, Tamaki's vision went white for a second, and Mirio adjusted his
thrusts so that each time he pushed back in, he hit that spot.
Tamaki knew he wasn't going to last much longer. Barely able to catch his breath, he opened his eyes
and gazed up at Mirio above him. He looked even more amazing than from the moment at the window.
His face was flushed and sweaty, gasping and panting as he thrust in and out, in and out. Tamaki felt his
movements getting sloppy, and figured he was close too. "I-I'm...g-gonna...Mirio!"
"Me...too…" Mirio grunted and lowered his head to sloppily press his lips to Tamaki's, the sounds of
both of their climaxes poured into the other's mouth. They stilled for several moments, Mirio grinding up
against him as they both rode out the highs of their orgasms. When they were both calmed down, Mirio
withdrew from the kiss and pulled out, peeling off the used condom and disposing of it, his breathing just
as heavily as Tamaki's was.
Only then did Tamaki realize that his own cum had managed to get on both of them. His face turned
the color of a cherry. "I-I'm s-so sorry!" He yelled.
"Why are you sorry?" Mirio asked, smiling. "That was amazing, Tamaki."
"W-Well...yeah, but…" Tamaki sat up the rest of the way. "I-I got you dirty…"
"Don't worry about it." Mirio said. "We can take a bath together."
"A-A bath?"
"Tamaki, we just had sex. Are you really going to get flustered over a little bath?"
"N-No…" Tamaki blushed and turned away. Mirio laughed, and he heard him stand up, but he did not
expect to feel strong arms slip under the back of his knees and around his waist. He let out a small help as
Mirio picked him up from the bed bridal style and carried him down the hall to the bathroom.
He set him down on the sink cabinet and bent down to turn on the water. While the tub was filling, he
turned around and smirked at him. "Well? Was it good for you too?"
Tamaki flushed and turned away, but nodded. Mirio grinned and threw his arms around him, pressing
him into his chest. "I'm glad you were my first, Tamaki." He mumbled, his voice vibrating from where
Tamaki's ear was pressed against his still bare chest.
"Me too," he replied in a soft voice.
"Mm...hey, Tamaki?"
"...yeah?"
"I think I might be in love with you."
Tamaki smiled softly to himself and hugged Mirio tighter. "Me too, Mirio. I think I'm in love with
you too."

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